Meng Xian immediately stood up as soon as he saw this, and without hesitation, he reached out and tapped Ling Ziliang's forehead. Looking at Ling Ziliang's pain, he felt helpless and put his hand on Ling Ziliang's arm, "Only you can be interested in eating this kind of wild fruit."

"Hey hey! What do you mean? Do you look down on the prince? The prince is called treating everyone equally! What's wrong with the wild fruit here? It's different fruit." Ling Ziliang was obviously dissatisfied with Meng Xian's behavior. He reached out to rub his forehead. When he stared at Meng Xian, he couldn't help but secretly look at Meng Xian's face, thinking about how he should attack in order to counterattack Meng Xian.

But after thinking about it, he didn't think of a good idea. Meng Xian's martial arts skills were too high, and he had no advantage no matter how good he was.

"Haha..." Meng Xian looked at Ling Ziliang's dissatisfied look, but did not notice Ling Ziliang's gaze. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the towering tree. He bounced his fingers slightly, and there seemed to be nothing on it, but something transparent hit the green fruit.

The fruit fell down coincidentally and was caught by Meng Xian. He carefully weighed it twice, and the white fingers seemed particularly attractive on the green peel. Ling Ziliang saw the fruit at the first glance, and the second glance, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He reached out to take it.

"This fruit cannot be eaten." Meng Xian did not respond to Ling Ziliang's idea and handed the fruit to him. Instead, he gently pinched his fingers and divided the fruit into two halves. The flesh inside didn't look abnormal. Meng Xian directly broke out a piece of it and pinched some juice on the grass.

In a blink of an eye, the grass became dry and yellow at the speed seen by the naked eye, and it lost its vitality in a short while.

Ling Ziliang was stunned. He half opened his lips in a daze. Looking at the scene, he reached out and grabbed Meng Xian's hand, and then shook Meng Xian's fingertips suddenly, causing the two halves of fruits that were originally grasping in his hand to fall to the ground one by one.

"How dare you hold such a dangerous thing!" Ling Ziliang carefully held Meng Xian's hands and looked at him carefully, as if he had looked at him all over his body. He was relieved after making sure that Meng Xian was not poisoned.

Yan Nian woke up leisurely in the noise. He opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Sang Qiqi leaning against the trunk of the tree. He was not awake yet. He stood up and patted the dust on his body before speaking to Meng Xian: "Please be sure to follow Yan Nian back to the palace to treat Ming Xiang."

Meng Xian glanced at Ling Ziliang, then looked at Yan Nian, and then nodded slightly.

"Miss Sang, can you hear me talking?" Yan Nian squatted on the side and gently patted Sang Qiqi on the shoulder. Sang Qiqi seemed to feel it, and her head was from one side to the other.

"Yan Xiang... Qiqi will get up immediately, wait a moment." Sang Qiqi felt her head hurt. She reached out and rubbed her temples. After a while, she opened her eyes. The things in front of her were actually in full bloom. She felt dizzy while sitting, let alone whether she could stand up later.
Chapter completed!